How to Get My Husband on My Side

Chapter 110

 

“Hwuuu…”

 

The distant sound of someone sobbing echoed familiarly.

 

Was a banshee crying again?

 

The voices that sounded were quite a bit different from one, though.

 

“Hwuuuuu…”

 

“You can stop.”

 

Oh, was it just a dream?

 

A dark room slowly became clearer. I’d seen this room before.

 

As the darkness surrounding me gradually ebbed away, I saw a woman crying, standing in front of a balcony and rubbing the heel of her palm against her chest. A man was moving closer to her.

 

I couldn’t see their faces, but a strange sense of familiarity washed over me. The thought of having met this couple somewhere else passed me by.

 

Oh, that’s right. I had had a dream like this once before.

 

Yes, in another place, at another time, that woman had been smiling wickedly, and that man…

 

“Isn’t it time you stopped with the bad acting?”

 

The woman quit her wailing. “What if I don’t want to?”

 

“Ah, you’re really driving me crazy.”

 

“As expected, it doesn’t work on you,” I couldn’t see it, but I could feel the woman sneering. “You’re so annoying, you know that, right?”

 

The sadness ailing her vanished in an instant, something menacing gracing her features instead. I still couldn’t see what she looked like, but I felt the aggression dripping from her echoing and settling in my bones.

 

The man looming over her seemed to be very angry. “You turned the court banquet into a damn circus show. Have you no shame?”

 

“That girl was asking for it. What did you want me to do?”

 

“Did you fight with her just cause she asked you a question? Why don’t you pick a fight with the entire world then?”

 

“You weren’t even there, so what do you know? Right, it must’ve been your little sister that told you. Of course, she must have chosen her side again. She always does.”

 

The woman gave a bitter laugh, the air turning sullen.

 

“Watch your mouth.”

 

“Oh, don’t deny it, you know it’s true. And what if I don’t watch my mouth? Will you hit me? Don’t even joke around, because we both know you won’t.”

 

I was starting to worry a little for the woman.

 

She was deliberately targeting her opponent’s weak spots, his rage already reaching its breaking point. The harsh breaths he took was the only sound that could be heard in this dark and empty room.

 

“You’re such a bad f**king girl.”

 

“And you’re so handsome,” she swooned, ridicule but also honesty honeying her sweet voice.

 

“Consider it an honor then, if you’re willing to admit it.”

 

“Hah! An honor? You?”

 

“Anything you’re dissatisfied with? Tell me, since I’m your so-called husband.”

 

“I’m dissatisfied with your existence itself.”

 

your existence, you

 

The mood was strange.

 

fighting, but they couldn’t take

 

door if not taking swings at each other before that. Instead, it was the distance between them that was dwindling, something I couldn’t

 

chest to

 

must be my appearance you’re at least

 

mean anything. There are a hell of a lot more attractive men much better-looking

 

here, then? Hurry up and go

 

“You’re a damn j*rk.”

 

right?” The man came closer, as if there was still space left between them. “Visit her tomorrow

 

don’t participate in the

 

“Hell no!”

 

“Then I won’t either!”

 

frustration and moving swiftly, the woman raked her fingers through the man’s hair and dug her nails into the back of his neck, pulling him close to her. There was nothing

 

her size, but he went

 

wonder where I was, who these people were, and why I was here, as I took in the

 

had been heating up for a while now, and the sounds of heavy breaths and desperate kissing filled the dark chamber.

 

was romantic, yet macabre. Sad and hopeless and wretched

 

woman’s eyes turned

 

this dream, after all. Someone from the outside

 

smiled at me—a

 

pieces. The face I hadn’t been able to see

 

The woman was me.

 

de Borgia, that’s

 

Then, that man is…

 

wanted to check, to see, to make sense of it, but it was as if someone had turned me to stone. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t talk. I couldn’t

 

and the room plunged into darkness. The man and the woman vanished

 

***

 

had

 

that came to me was the heavy feeling in my head. I tried to lift my hand, but it dropped down

 

Who got me here? What happened at the

 

my eyes

 

I wanted to cry.

 

to me, looking like he hadn’t just gone through hell

 

him in, my eyes leaving no part of

 

He looked miserable, though.

 

weak hand and run my fingers through his bangs, the movement taking everything out of me, but my want was greater than anything else

 

was low and hoarse, almost a whisper

 

of anything. It felt like

 

life and everything I had done in this life, all of it flashed before my eyes, like

 

my own body

 

the voice I answered him with was low and hoarse as well, a whisper I breathed out. “Because I thought you’d

 

“What…?”

 

long time. I’ve never really been me. All I was, was

 

very well, something that had revealed itself to me time and time

 

had had enough of my sniveling and groveling

 

always been like

 

“Always.”

 

curled into a mean snarl. I knew it wasn’t me he was directing it at.

 

I’m hated without doing anything. I can’t

 

eye with my numb finger, gently at first until I pressed hard on the bone of

 

silly joke, Izek still kept on gazing at me with that same brokenhearted

 

he could embrace me fully, enveloping me in his warmth, but he

 

my own arm around his wide torso and burying my head in

 

understand why my

 

had a dream, but I didn’t remember

 

that. Because it’s not your fault.

 

arrogant man,

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